Discussion in 'Star Trek: Deep Space Nine' started by The Illusive Man, Apr 20, 2012.
GHEMOR: The Obsidian Order's surveillance devices. That is what you're looking for, isn't it? Don't worry. They're not on. I'm a member of the Central Command. They're only activated at my request. I thought you might want some breakfast. I assumed you'd be used to Bajoran food by now, so I took the liberty of replicating some hasperat.
KIRA: I'm not hungry.
(She picks up a sculpture from a table.)
GHEMOR: You recognise that? It's the bone-carving you made for me when I was promoted to Legate.
KIRA: Your daughter was talented.
GHEMOR: Yes. She is. I always thought you should have been an artist. You have such a wonderful eye for detail. But you were determined to join the Order. You thought it was your duty to Cardassia. Personally, I think Cardassia could use a few more artists. Are you sure you won't try some hasperat? It's only good when it's warm.
KIRA: No, thank you.
GHEMOR: You're as stubborn as your mother. She could never do anything the easy way. You don't remember her either, do you?
KIRA: My mother was an icon painter from Dahkur Province. She died of malnutrition at the Singha Refugee Camp when I was three.
GHEMOR: Your mother was an inquisitor at the Central University. This is my fault. I never should have let you go on that mission. I could have prevented it. A well placed word here, a favour from a friend there. You never would've known. But you were so determined to go, so proud that you'd been chosen, that I didn't have the heart to stop you. Your mother never forgave me.
KIRA: You're good. Really good. The house, the food, the stories, it's all very convincing. But I don't believe a word of it.
Ghemor: Illiana, I just want you to know, I'm sorry.
GHEMOR: Iliana, I just want you to know I'm sorry.
GARAK: Commander, I've already told the good doctor everything I know.
Sisko: I'd like to hear it again firsthand.
GARAK: This is pointless. Believe me, there's nothing you can do. If my friend is correct, and Major Kira is being held by the Obsidian Order, retrieving her would be impossible.
ODO: Impossible for us, maybe, but not for you.
Garak: I'm afraid you overestimate my abilities.
GARAK: I'm afraid you overestimate my abilities.
SISKO: I hope not, because I intend to put your abilities to the test. The three of us are going to Cardassia.
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